Chapter 233: Duel of Spells in the Hall
The atmosphere in the hall grew tense.
Daoist Master Yongyang’s eyes flickered with calculation as he tried to gauge how much of the tales about this wandering Daoist’s abilities were truth and how much exaggeration, all while pondering just how committed this visitor was to pressing the matter. Uncertain, he hesitated to act.
The other middle-aged Daoists around him were intently watching Song You and the swordsman. The swordsman held his sword in one hand, with the other resting flat on the table. Even when facing Daoists, he felt no fear. Having endured countless battles, he was even calmer than the Daoists, meeting their gaze with quiet composure. Even Lady Calico wore a serious expression.
Only the young Daoist remained utterly at ease.
At that moment, the doorway darkened briefly as a boy and girl attendant entered, each carrying a tray. Unaware of the charged atmosphere, they tiptoed in, clearly used to such cautious behavior in the hall as they set down the dishes at each table.
The young boy presented a plate of pastries, which came in two varieties, each with red and green colors. Their flavors were unknown, but they had beautiful patterns on top and were arranged in an intricate, interwoven presentation.
The young girl, on the other hand, brought out a plate of fire crystal persimmons. There were only three on the plate, accompanied by small bamboo tubes for sipping the juice.
Song You glanced down and couldn't help but say, “Hezhou is in chaos, and the people are suffering, yet you Daoist priests are living quite comfortably in this temple.”
Under rushed circumstances, it was possible to gather fresh persimmons, but these pastries required preparation. Not only must it have been prepared in advance, but judging by its level of intricacy, it was not something an ordinary person could make.